Popular Post Guest Portuguese Posted October 18, 2011 Popular Post Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 The way people stare on the train>> / Last time I got on a train one white woman grabbed her handbag tight so I grabbed my briefcase tight 16 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
imhim Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 g gssd ht df hs d hsdfh r fh r fh f sh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lieutenant Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 Liverpool st station at peak time is like a goldmine Sooo many winners 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest phonecharger Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 never usually have any problems on the train people seem to move away for some reason 8 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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TALLWAH Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 people probably get up to let man sit down. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esquilax Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 Commute depresses me every day Always cunts, doing so many different cunty things Buggies in rush hour Couples standing near the door embracing and blocking the way People getting off when you're getting on The dirty looks you get when a 50 year old woman or whatever who is more than capable of standing up gets on and you have a seat Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marly Mar Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 never usually have any problems on the train people seem to move away for some reason Chass These Mzungus know what time it is Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Somalian Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 C/S bespin they stand Infront of you and stare I been working all day I'm tired not giving up my seat (no rosa parks) Only people who will get the seat are frail people or pregnant bitches 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jam Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 >>>Monster truck buggies on transport. Tu madre Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SHOCK Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 Commute depresses me every day Always cunts, doing so many different cunty things Buggies in rush hour Couples standing near the door embracing and blocking the way People getting off when you're getting on The dirty looks you get when a 50 year old woman or whatever who is more than capable of standing up gets on and you have a seat Suitcases/Luggage has to be the worst This guy went in with military tactics of commuting called "the Art of commuting" http://www.brelson.com/. It's actually pretty accurate aswell Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LevelLouie Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 central line is a disgrace district ftw Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Fresh Posted October 18, 2011 Popular Post Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 There's so many unwritten rules on the tube. I stand in the same spot I do every journey home, knowing exactly where the doors open, which is exactly where I need to be at my arriving station. ( Westbound Metropolitan/Piccadilly line, carriage two, door two). There's a stage in my journey which only takes one stop, I realised that it was simpler to board the train last, knowing I'll get of first. These cunts always bustle past me with a smug face as I casually stand by the door pretending not to be interested, then I hop on last minute to be first in line to exit. Slowly but surely enough the group of commuters always standing at Rayners lane (Westbound Metropolitan/Piccadilly line, carriage two, door two). Have cottoned on to my antics, to the point where the door closing alert will sound and there will be three of us still on the platform kindly encouraging each other to board first, while we secretly curse each other under our breath. There is one don that I played football with for 5 years in Sunday League U12 but we dont know each other like that, not even to nod to. Had we met in a club we may have greeted each other, but as we see each other on commute the circumstances don't warrant communication. However we have an unspoken acknowledgement that we occupy the doors, and it is right for us to be at teh front for the exit dash up the steps, because we both climb the stairs the fastest. He takes left, I take right. Its just how it goes. (remember all of this is an unspoken ritual, barely have we ever made eye contact, but we both know the deal). During the eastbound morning journey on the opposite platform however, there is no such kinsmanship. Not only are there no secret bonds, but the Metro's are dwindling to a critical level at this point in time (08.30). Of the 10-15 people that alight on my carriage. Only two or three at most will have arrived early enough to collect the prize of the morning platform, the secret desire of every Rayners Lane commuter. With the early birds crowned in Metro glory, spread wide by the platforms edge for all to see, the remaining commuters prepare their places in pursuit of textual glory as the Eastbound Piccadilly approaches from the sidings. The train will alight revealing the remains of earlier commuters, every paper and seat alike are mentally claimed by each commuter as the train pulls in. However the desire of only those who can predict where the doors will stop shall survive. (make sure you hug that yellow line cos folk will fell no way to stand between you and the edge no matter how close you may seem) Those who choose well hold poll position at the doors left and right, while those whose guesses were further astray must now choose whether queuing left or right will serve them a chance to sit down. The moment comes, the doors open. The wild migration begins and commuters flood in through both doors, filtering left and right, sitting far and near. Each commuter knows in thy heart the rule of the TFL gods which is "Alternate seats empty to filled where possible". However when Newspapers are involved this rule becomes a trap to those whose are too considerate. Take the injun man this morning that dashed past me to obtain a metro from the other side of the row. Only for a scavenger to board quickly from BOTH ends of the row take his paper and the seat he had previously claimed. Its peak. 15 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fresh Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 commuter pet peeves - non-oyster users (paper tickets) - school children - tourists - chinese tourists - showering in the morning (it seems) - beats by dre commuter-posers - sympathy for suicide - africans - ipad users - backpacks - standing on the left side of the esculator - fat people/warm seats 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esquilax Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 School trips on the train + no headphones/ music player = FUCK 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LemonGuy Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 C/S knowing exactly what carriage/door to get on so that you get off my the exit. I do this on all my trains. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fresh Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 School trips on the train + no headphones/ music player = FUCK 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esquilax Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 I dunno sometimes it can be peaceful, sometimes I'm not in the mood to listen to shit But when theres like 30 7 year olds all stood around you shouting and coughing and generally being little shits NAH Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mythy Collins Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 them ones were your ipod battery dies but you keep your headphones in anyway 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest28 Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 when its comes to the tube, im the biggest c*nt 1. if its packed i like to stand near the door so i can get off my stop quick, and no i aint moving, that my spot motherfucker 2." cud u pls move down in the train plleeeeaase" i aint moving for shit, if means im gonna be extra squashed 3. just coz im tall dnt mean u can rest ur head on my arm, when im standing up, holding on to the bar 4.DO NOT sneeze or cough near me if ur not gonna cover ur mouth, i will give u a evil look each time u do it, till u get the message 5.bible bashers need to fuck off in the mornings, no1 wants to here ur bullshit first thing in the morning, the way the 109 was packed today, and no1 paid one bit of attention to this guy 6. if im about to exit the station via the stairs, i always try to avoid the woman with a push chair who also heading the stairs 7.if ur old and want my seat, please ask, because i am not gonna offer my seat if its packed, if uve been standing up for 63 years, im sure 5 more stops wont hurt. 8.dnt u ever try get on the train while everyone else is trying to exit, if u get barged, u shudnt of been in the way 4 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esquilax Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 The seat thing is a big issue for me Unless you're HEAVILY preggo or you're so old you can barely move as it is there is no fucking way I'm giving it up, I pay fucking £32 a week for my travel card and I don't earn that much Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skola Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 the door closing alert will sound and there will be three of us still on the platform kindly encouraging each other to board first, while we secretly curse each other under our breath loool you lot outta try this some time: still peak at rush hour when trains are full for the people who are not ballsy enough to force their way on fuck that there is always space Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LevelLouie Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 asd SD Ff G TFL lifestyle its real Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK VICTIM Posted October 18, 2011 Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 There's so many unwritten rules on the tube. I stand in the same spot I do every journey home, knowing exactly where the doors open, which is exactly where I need to be at my arriving station. ( Westbound Metropolitan/Piccadilly line, carriage two, door two). There's a stage in my journey which only takes one stop, I realised that it was simpler to board the train last, knowing I'll get of first. These cunts always bustle past me with a smug face as I casually stand by the door pretending not to be interested, then I hop on last minute to be first in line to exit. Slowly but surely enough the group of commuters always standing at Rayners lane (Westbound Metropolitan/Piccadilly line, carriage two, door two). Have cottoned on to my antics, to the point where the door closing alert will sound and there will be three of us still on the platform kindly encouraging each other to board first, while we secretly curse each other under our breath. There is one don that I played football with for 5 years in Sunday League U12 but we dont know each other like that, not even to nod to. Had we met in a club we may have greeted each other, but as we see each other on commute the circumstances don't warrant communication. However we have an unspoken acknowledgement that we occupy the doors, and it is right for us to be at teh front for the exit dash up the steps, because we both climb the stairs the fastest. He takes left, I take right. Its just how it goes. (remember all of this is an unspoken ritual, barely have we ever made eye contact, but we both know the deal). During the eastbound morning journey on the opposite platform however, there is no such kinsmanship. Not only are there no secret bonds, but the Metro's are dwindling to a critical level at this point in time (08.30). Of the 10-15 people that alight on my carriage. Only two or three at most will have arrived early enough to collect the prize of the morning platform, the secret desire of every Rayners Lane commuter. With the early birds crowned in Metro glory, spread wide by the platforms edge for all to see, the remaining commuters prepare their places in pursuit of textual glory as the Eastbound Piccadilly approaches from the sidings. The train will alight revealing the remains of earlier commuters, every paper and seat alike are mentally claimed by each commuter as the train pulls in. However the desire of only those who can predict where the doors will stop shall survive. (make sure you hug that yellow line cos folk will fell no way to stand between you and the edge no matter how close you may seem) Those who choose well hold poll position at the doors left and right, while those whose guesses were further astray must now choose whether queuing left or right will serve them a chance to sit down. The moment comes, the doors open. The wild migration begins and commuters flood in through both doors, filtering left and right, sitting far and near. Each commuter knows in thy heart the rule of the TFL gods which is "Alternate seats empty to filled where possible". However when Newspapers are involved this rule becomes a trap to those whose are too considerate. Take the injun man this morning that dashed past me to obtain a metro from the other side of the row. Only for a scavenger to board quickly from BOTH ends of the row take his paper and the seat he had previously claimed. Its peak. ergy seg se gbe srg r POZ sick post!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Gayle Posted October 18, 2011 Author Report Share Posted October 18, 2011 Haha pure jokes in here Tottenham hale stop coming up as I type, always some hefty black woman who will try to get on matter what lol Trains are still fucked from Liverpool street Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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